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I gave OpenAI a series of commands each command created a stanza for this poem on dreams. Something to show the kiddies, tweens and sub adults. Even a few adults.

In the dark of night,
When all is still,
Dreams come alive,
And with them, a thrill.
With fantastical scenes,
And characters so bold,
Dreams take us places,
Where stories are told.
They offer escape,
From the troubles of the day,
And bring us comfort,
In their own special way.
Through dreams, we learn,
And grow in unexpected ways,
As our minds explore,
The wonders of the maze.

II
When bad dreams come,
And fill our minds with fear,
It can be hard to shake them,
And make them disappear.
But we must remember,
That dreams are just a state,
And we have the power,
To choose a different fate.
So when the nightmares come,
And try to take hold,
We must stay strong,
And brave and bold.
We can choose to face them,
And overcome our fears,
Or we can change the scene,
And chase away the tears.
For in the realm of dreams,
We are the masters of our own,
And with courage and determination,
We can make them come and go.

III
In the realm of dreams,
Where anything is possible,
We can explore and learn,
In ways that are incredible.
Through the power of our minds,
We can go on adventures,
And discover new things,
That we never knew were there.
In dreams, we can try,
The things that we fear,
And overcome obstacles,
That once seemed so severe.
We can learn from our mistakes,
And grow from our failures,
As we navigate the landscape,
Of our own subconscious.
So let us embrace our dreams,
And all that they bring,
For in them, we can learn,
And grow as human beings.

IV
As the dawn breaks,
And the night fades away,
I listen to the still, small voice,
That guides me through the day.
It whispers softly,
In the quiet of my mind,
Offering wisdom,
And a gentle, loving kind.
It reminds me of my purpose,
And the path that I must take,
As I step into the morning,
And all that it will make.
So I listen closely,
To the voice that leads the way,
And I trust in its guidance,
As I start a brand new day.
For in that still, small voice,
Lies the truth of who I am,
And with its help,
I can achieve all that I can.

Here is a short poem about green space clowns invading our cupboards:

Green space clowns, oh so strange
Invading our cupboards, causing a range
Of emotions, from fear to delight
With their antics, both day and night

They come in peace, or so they say
But the mischief they cause, can’t be denied
From misplacing our socks, to hiding our keys
These green space clowns, are quite the tease

But despite their antics, we can’t help but love
These silly clowns from the world above
With their bright green noses, and their floppy red shoes
We welcome the green space clowns,
to invade our cupboards, and spread their goofiness and joy.

As the sun rose on a quiet Sunday morning, Sarah was busy making breakfast in her cozy kitchen. She hummed to herself as she cracked eggs into a bowl and stirred in some milk. Just as she was about to pour the mixture into a hot frying pan, she heard a strange noise coming from her cupboards.

She stopped what she was doing and listened carefully. The noise sounded like a faint giggling, and it seemed to be coming from the cupboard next to the fridge. Sarah was curious, but also a little scared. She had never heard anything like it before.

Slowly, she walked over to the cupboard and reached for the handle. She hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and opened the door. To her surprise, a group of small, green-skinned clowns tumbled out of the cupboard and onto the kitchen floor.

The clowns looked up at Sarah with wide, mischievous eyes. They were about the size of a small dog, and they had bright green noses and floppy red shoes. They were covered in a fine layer of glitter, and they carried tiny, comically oversized juggling pins.

Sarah gasped and took a step back. The clowns looked hostile and menacing, and she didn’t know what to do. She was about to run out of the kitchen when one of the clowns spoke up.

“Don’t be afraid, human,” the clown said in a high-pitched voice. “We come in peace. We are the Green Space Clowns, and we have come to your planet to spread joy and laughter.”

Sarah was confused. She didn’t understand why these clowns had invaded her kitchen, and she didn’t trust them. She decided to play along, hoping to find a way to get rid of them.

“That’s...nice,” Sarah said hesitantly. “But why did you choose my kitchen cupboards to hide in?”

The clowns looked at each other and giggled. “We like to hide in small, dark places,” one of them explained. “It makes us feel safe and cozy. Plus, we heard that your planet has the best food in the galaxy, and we wanted to try some.”

Sarah rolled her eyes. These clowns were clearly not the friendly, peaceful creatures they claimed to be. She decided to take matters into her own hands.

“Well, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but you’re not welcome here,” Sarah said firmly. “I want you to leave my kitchen and my planet immediately.”

The clowns looked shocked and offended. They started to argue and plead with Sarah, but she was determined. She grabbed a broom from the corner of the kitchen and started to chase the clowns around the room.

The clowns were fast and agile, but Sarah was determined. She chased them out of the kitchen,

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